Did today really happen for any of you out there? 'Cause I could swear the world stopped and was a bit foggy all day. I stumbled through it, my head in the clouds, letting Emma watch more than her fair share of movies and not caring how many messes the baby was making. Around 4:30 p.m., I finally got out of jammies, but only because I knew hubby was on his way home. Dinner consisted of warming up a yummy casserole our sweet church friend made us. At least Emma and I managed to bake some cookies this afternoon, which gives me something tangible to show for my day!
We've all been dealing with allergies around here, which have been compounded by the mold that's been discovered behind our dishwasher. G's taking care of it, but in the meantime, we've had tools, dead appliances, and ripped-up flooring in yet another portion of our downstairs. (Oh, have I not yet blogged about Leak #1 which occured over two months ago? A story for another day.)
So what kind of a lazy bum am I, you ask? Well, the "good" news is, my doctor told me last week that my bloodwork showed anemia. Whew. It's not all in my head. I mean, it's one thing to be tired from pregnancy and caring for two kiddos, but quite another thing to regularly feel like you've taken a bit too much Benadryl...you know the feeling...when opening your eyes seems like a monumental undertaking. I was beginning to worry, but anemia during pregnancy is very common, and easily treatable, and I would much rather know there's a real cause to me being a First Class Slug.
Now if you'll excuse me, I've got to go get into my jammies. I've been out of them for three whole hours already!